The elderly woman was walking down the street when she saw an old man staring at her from behind. He was wearing a stocking cap and a raincoat, but it wasn't enough to keep him warm on this cold night. He stopped in front

The elderly woman walked down the street, her sagging breasts bouncing with each step. She was wearing a stocking cap and a raincoat, but it wasn't enough to keep her warm on this cold night. She stopped in front of a pharmacy and looked through the window at the shelves of condoms and lubricants. Suddenly, she felt someone watching her from behind. She turned around to see an elderly man staring at her with wide eyes. He was holding a picture of himself in his hands, debauchery written all over his face. The woman couldn't help but feel aroused by his lustful gaze and wondered if he would ever get what he wanted from her old body.